The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1887-04-01
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ant heart.
When the dawn was breaking SIN
rose, gathered some OF her clothes in
to u bundle, and crept noiselessly into
the passage.
Once she paused. 1t was on TIN
threshold OF Ja,per's room, and herr
some sudden impulse made her knee
down and clasp her hands together
THE Lord bless thee and keep thee
she prayed in u whisper.
Then she gided, ghostly figure il
the chill dawn, out oil the house
every moment being full OF dread tt
Bet lest Challoner should find her
Instinct told her that he would MAKE
an effort to see her, and in this sh,
was right. But she did not under
stand that this huge city, where sh,
imagined any one could lie hidden iron
his nearest friends, was familiar
ground to Challoner, and that with
little trouble he would not fail to dis
cover her retreat.
On the evening OF her second day
with Mollie, that good woman sent
the girl on an GRAND some two OF
three streets off, thinking it best foi
her to get used to walking alone, as
she would always have to do so hence
forth.
Bet was walking dreamily alo NJ
thinking OF Jasper and home, when 4
hand laid suddenly on her shoulder
arrested her with II start OF nervous
dread.
"Bet," said light caresslng voice
"why do you hide from me, you fool
ish little thing"
because | hate youW she cried
covering her scared face with her
hands. ooh, sir, leave me!'
81 shan't hurt you" he said imp
tiently; "come listen to reason, J
want you for new picture-Bet! Bet
what is the natter"
For the moment he raised his hand
from her shoulder, she had rushed
from him in blind, unreasoning terror,
She only felt that she must get away
from him-must never see his mock.
ing lace again.
Challoner was provoked beyond
words. 1t was ridiculous, he said to
himself, to see her dying from him as
though he wished TO murder her-silly
child
On Bet hurried, down street after
street, needless whittier she was going,
so long as she escaped from him,
When at last, from sheer exhaustion,
she paused, she had no idea where she
was. 1t was growing late, and soon
the night would be upon her
Presently she reached the river, and
here, tired ID death in mind and body,
sine sat down to rest on one OF the
seats along the wharf,
She must have slept, for when she
was aroused by an authoritative order
to 'move on" it was quite dark, and
| tine hush OF night had fallen over the
noisy city. YEARLY she wandered
aimlessfy on, resting now and then,
when she thought no one was watch
ing. She was too tired to be al aid;
a kind OF stupor was creeping over her,
as the long night dragged slowly past.
"Soon 1t will be morning" she said to
| herself.
She seemed to be fallng-falling fall
ing. Sho stretched out her arms with
an articulate moan, and sank-not on
to the hard pathway, but into n pair
| OF loving arms that were held out to
save her. 1t was Jasper, who had
come to take her back to life and love-
"How didst thee know" Asked
| Bet.
They we're driving home through
| the lanes, in the cart with the old old
grey horse that Bet had ridden on
many n day, and Tor the first time
Bet broke the silence.
All the way in the coach Jasper had
been outside, so that he could not
talk, but now Bet began to feel that
old times were coming again.
"How didst thee know" she said.
Then Jasper told her how he had
at once followed her to London. lie
went straight TO Challoner and got
the truth from him, then set about
searching for Bet.
Some horrible dread had at last
made him wend his way TO the river
where he had found her.
"The knows, lass" he added "lf I'd
found as thee was happy, I'd not have
worried thee. But feared for thee
Bet"
"And-and-hi hesitated Bet
Hell not forget me in a hurry,
reckon" said Jasper, with grin
chuckle.
There was a short silence. Bet wa:
so grateful that she could not speak
Now and then tear fell on to hel
clasped hands, because she was 50
happy. Poor little Bet
"What ais thee. lass?" asked Jas
per at last, "ls't that
"'Tis for Joy" whispered Bet